Destined

Spoilers: All Seasons, mainly 6B and Subject 13 promo

Disclaimer: I do not own Fringe, wish I did.

She went home, the house not her apartment, and laid down in the new double bed Peter had bought during her hospital stay. Olivia caught herself running a hand over her belly and the tears started again, she curled up and cried. For her, her lost child and for Peter...this time she couldn't find a reason to steel herself and be brave.

Peter eventually joined her, wrapping himself around her and held her as she cried. His hands no longer ignited a sexual need but instead a sense of comfort as he rubbed circles into her back.

Sleep finally came and Peter took the time to cry himself as Olivia slept. He'd never seen her so defeated and she didn't need him breaking down with her. He didn't know it could be painful, he always thought you accept and move on but the pain only seemed to grow at the realization of every moment they wouldn't get. He'd never hear his son or daughter laugh or scream in happiness, never hear 'Mommy' or 'Daddy' come from their tiny mouth, never see bright eyes look at him in wonder or smile just because. He'd never get that and it pained him as if he'd lost a part of himself in the tiny death.

Peter woke the next morning to find Olivia getting dressed and putting her hair in a ponytail, clipping back her bangs. The alarm sounded as she pulled on her shoes.

"Where are you going?"

He sat up and looked at her, "federal building, I have work to do and I need the distraction."

"Olivia you just got home from the hospital after being shot and losing our child, you shouldn't be going back this soon. You need time and two days is not enough...even for you."

"I'll be fine." She leaned down and kissed him as she clipped her gun down. "I love you...see you later."

Before anything could be said she was out the door, Peter knew Broyles would send her home and Walter from the lab so she'd be forced back soon enough.

The days passed and Olivia seemed to get over the fact she had lost their child, it shocked him and he wondered about her state of mind. Every day she got up and attempted to go to the federal building and each day for a week she was sent home by Broyles and then by Walter at the lab…he said nothing on either side deciding to stay neutral.

She was practically living with them and he'd often find her cooking or doing housework, trying to keep busy and finally after a week it all came crashing down.

Peter walked into the house expecting to find Olivia doing something but he heard silence and went upstairs to their room, she'd moved them to the master bedroom that had never been used, finding her curled up on the bed with a small bunny, she was crying.

"Hey," he sat down, "what is it?"

She fingered the bunny and he took it, finding it said the worst thing possible: Congrats on Your New Bundle.

"Who sent this?"

She wiped her eyes, "Amy Jessup…she misheard and sent it, she called earlier to apologize and said to just send it back." She fingered the ear, "I can't…I want to know my baby had something even though it's not here to have it."

She sat up and Peter looked at the bunny, the white fur was for either sex and its cute face made him smile slightly. He read the small embroidered foot and ran his finger over the threads…signifying who the bunny belonged to.

To Baby Bishop

From The Jessup Family

The next day Peter woke to Olivia sitting up in bed with her book, reading and he knew she had decided to take off finally…not pushing herself…she was grieving and letting everything move on.

Sitting up, he pulled her into his arms and held her. Olivia curled into him and continued to read, he just held her knowing that everything would be okay.

"I love you baby and we'll have more children, a houseful."

She snorted and tilted her head to look at him, "we'll start with one Bishop and go from there, I wouldn't know what to do with a houseful."

"You could train your own personal Fringe Division…with your skills and attitude we'd actually saved the world because the universe wouldn't want to take them on."

"Are you saying the universe can't handle me?"

He shook his head and chuckled, "maybe one of you but not ten…it would heal itself to not deal with ten of you."

"Ten?" She closed her book and looked at him, "I'll make you a deal…I carry and give birth to two and you take the other eight…how's that?"

"That's impossible and you know it."

She smirked, "we take on the impossible every day and with Walter and Massive Dynamic…it may be possible."

"Two is great."

She laughed and shook her head, going back to her book. She did give him a quick kiss and a smile, "I love you too."

A/N: Next they find out not everything happens the way you think it will...there's a surprise in store.